Losing an angel
We got back from Arizona on the 18th right away I noticed Luna wasn't herself. She looked weaker and when I petted her I could feel her spine, my heart sank with the knowledge that something was wrong with my baby, my angel. A little voice inside my head screamed to take her to the vet the next morning. I pushed it down and hoped she would get better, that she had just gotten upset I had left her for a week. That friday night she started to throw up stomach acid, as her little belly was empty, and I knew I needed to get her help I called our vet the next morning only to find out they have no hours during the weekend but they gave me a number to an emergency clinic in Dover, a 40 minute drive one way. I called to see if they would see her they said to bring her in and it would be $110 just to walk in the door. I got directions and got myself and the boys ready. Luna hated the carrier but she barely put up a fight when I put her in, my heart sank even further. I rushed her to the clinic the vet wanted to run blood work and possibly get some x rays, he had the nurse talk to me about money it would have been $310 just for the blood work if she needed the x rays I was looking at $600 or more, I was floored. I called Mom to get her advice she said to have them give Luna fluids and get her through until Monday when we could take her to our vet and get her the same care for much less money. It wasn't just about the money even though I admit I am flat broke. They gave her fluids and something to calm her stomach. My poor baby spent that day and the next under my bed. Monday morning came and she didn't have the strength to walk the 2 feet to get to her litter box. It was at that moment my heart stopped beating. I called our vet and had her there within the hour. He listened to her heart and other organs and his face fell. He told me he didn't hear anything in her lower body, nothing was really working at that point and it was time to let her go. I already knew this but I wanted to try to help her any way I could. I agreed it was best to end her suffering. He gave her the shot to make her sleepy and left me, and Trent, alone with her. Trent came over and scratched her head then went back over and sat on the other side of the room. She started to get a little scared and I picked her up and held her all the while kissing her head and telling her how much I love her. After a bit she started to gag so I laid her down to let her throw up, which she did, I cleaned it up and the vet came back in to give her the final shot. He asked if I wanted to leave and I said no she was always there for me and I was going to be there for her. He nodded and gave her the shot. I petted her head and told her I love her one last time. It took less than 5 seconds for her heart to stop. He placed her back in the carrier and we left. I called my aunt to ask if my uncle could come later that day and bury her of course he did. Trent started to cry in the car on the way home. All I could do was give him a half hearted smile and tell him it was ok to cry. When we got home I put Luna, still in the carrier, in the basement so Matti wouldn't see her and get scared. I still look for her and I expect her to jump in my lap at any moment and meow at me in her little kitty voice to stop looking at Lauri pics and pet her. She was a very special kitty, there are no words to describe what she means to me. She helped me heal from my last miscarriage and from Steve's death. I truly believe that without her I would not have made it. I don't know what happened to make her so sick but whatever it was it should not have happened, she was only 6. She came into and left this world in the same month. It's still so hard to believe. My little angel is now truly an angel. I feel blessed that I had her for the time I did. I only wish it had been longer. Goodbye my tiny angel, you will not be forgotten.